"Kneel between my legs," he ordered, folding the paper and untying his robe.I scurried over to kneel in front of him, eager to get my mouth on his won...erful prick.Speaking of wonderful pricks ... I pressed my hot and ready cunt against my heel in the maneuver that every schoolgirl learns."Stop that," he warned.I know a good slave isn't supposed to, but I gave him a bad look as I complied.He chuckled. Definitely a prick, and I was beginning to wonder about the wonderful part!"You're going to. " Very well," she replied, unlocking my bindings, "Now get up and getdressed, I have some new clothing for you."I walked to my dressing table and applied my makeup, picked out a fresh rednylon bra and garter belt and slid on my stockings. My corset was still onand I love the feeling of having it tightly laced around me. She brought mea new pair of black 6" ankle strap pumps that had two additional strapsacross my arch. These new shoes would keep my feet well arched; they fit meperfectly. The 6". And, as I felt his hardness I giggled despite myself, sure of the pleasure it would give me, sure of my overwhelming desire. I loved the way he lightly let his fingers trace the length of my thigh and line my warm panties, making me pant for his touch. I could sense that he wanted me to reach the peak of my desire, I felt him pace himself. I suddenly knew that he wanted me as loose and willing as I could be – that he was not going to hold back once the line was crossed. I felt the ache of. ’ ‘That’s not possible.’ She just stared at him. ‘I know.’ He shook his head, half-smiling, and shrugged. ‘It has volume, it has mass, it takes up space. But you can’t measure it. It has no atomic weight.’ ‘But…’ Just when she was coming to terms with that impossible fact, he dropped another, equally as implausible, into her lap. ‘It also has no half-life.’ ‘What?’ She held the sample up to the light, frowning. ‘Are you sure you tested it right? Maybe there’s something wrong with the computer…’.